Nicias Askani said
Gio's next location wound up being the base of sogyoku hill. He used to train there when he first got out of the academy. While he had trained plenty of places since then this one always stood out to him. It was where Sorareo-o first hinted at not being at full power. The spirit had with held its full name and limited its power, to the point where Gio couldnt even draw his sword from the sheath without releasing its shikai. Back then the zanpakuto's biggest ability had been helping Gio control his spiritual energy which provided him one of 2 edges in the art of Kido. But Gio learned to master his own energy on his own, fulfilling the swords requirement and being given its actual shikai name. He had to be able to draw the sword on his own by harmonizing perfectly with the blade. He wasnt able to do it untill after the Kido corps Tunnel bullshit that helped him focus. This place marked the beginning of his days as a real shinigami in his eyes. The kind of Shinigami that raises his sword for the sake of balance. The only next Logical step was bankai, Though while he worked on it achieving it presented its own difficulties. But he was convinced that Sorareo-O was just being extremely difficult on purpose while he thought up some ridiculous challenge for Gio to have to overcome to achieve bankai. after all subjugation is a vague process for a reason.
Out of the corner of his eye, Gio would notice a radiating Geranium flower, standing out among all of the other weeds and flowers around it. Rather than its usual red hue, it was crystal like. Each of the petal appeared to be like the night sky, each petal just as beautiful as the other. The stem contained an indigo and white spiral, going downwards into the ground. It was diamond like and extremely sturdy, not moving in the wind as all of the others shook. It was letting out a soft but ringing noise, that could only be heard by Gio. A sudden strong gust of wind passed, the stem of the plant shattering. The petals then flew towards Gio, encircling around him and growing in numbers. They let off a delightful but strange aroma. The petals began to float by his eyes, causing Gio to close his eyes momentarily. Once Gio opened them, he was no longer on the hill which he held dear. Rather, he was standing on a towering stone, overlooking a majestic land with white deserts, pure blue oceans, forests with pink, blue, black, and red leaves all reaching great lengths. But none were as tall as the tower which Gio stood on. Suddenly, a hand was placed on Gio's shoulder "Its beautiful isn't it" When Gio would turn, his eyes would meet Viole's.